我见过许多的陌生人,有一位老爷爷让我记忆犹新。那是暑假的一个早上,妈妈让我陪她去买菜。菜市场人山人海,弥漫着叫卖声、讨价还价声。突然,我发现在一个不起眼的角落里有一位老爷爷在卖菜。他头顶一个草帽,身穿一件褪了色的衣服,扣子也只剩两颗,脸上布满皱纹,像经络纵横的老松树皮,手里拿着一个大烟 I have seen many strangers, an old man made me remember. It was one morning of summer vacation, my mother let me accompany her to buy food. The market is crowded with shouts and bargaining sounds. Suddenly, I found an old man selling vegetables in a humble corner. He had a straw hat over his head, wearing faded clothes and two buttons, with wrinkled wrinkles on his face like the old pine bark of the meridians, a big cigarette in his hand